This is a song about "Over ripe fruit my heart is soft my skin is weak"

For now everything just seem so right

I'm so tired, my will is weak like

My ego is shattered, my heart is captured.

It's a fools fatewithout your word

I'm tired of knowing my heart, is coal black.

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

I'm looking for a hiding station and my heart is racing

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

My family is my heart, with them i beat

I know my calling's worth like phone card

My now bleeding heart, is now feeding art

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

My skin is so cut up i look like a tiger, but im a cutter,